<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:00:50.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H I C C U P S - X O X O</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-787693998603402738</id><published>2007-08-22T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T05:50:30.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Write about a time when the behavior of someone you knew/know changed drastically and inexplicably.</title><content type='html'>My heart raced, my blood pumped hysterically. I had always looked forward to the first day of each school year. This year was not any different. As the bell rang for us to assemble in the parade square, I stepped into the gate. I scrambled to take the last position and scanned down the row, and then I smiled to myself. This is my forth year singing the national anthem and taking the national pledge in my primary school. We proceeded to our classrooms after the assembly, the new classroom, the classroom where all the adventures of my forth year in primary school was going to take place. This was it; new year, new classroom, new classmates. I smiled to myself, hardly able to contain the joy, of attending school, in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was late, and on the very first day of school! When the latecomer arrived and stepped into the chaotic classroom together with the teacher, no one took notice of her, except me. At that age, I could not deny that to me, she was astoundingly beautiful. Somehow, she just shone and that was what made me sit up and notice her. Finally, the pupils settled down with much effort from the teacher. Our form teacher that year was Miss Tio. Miss Tio introduced the latecomer as a transfer student from another primary school, her name is Nicole. Miss Tio assigned her to sit in the empty seat next to me, just what I had secretly wished for. When Nicole took a seat, I passed a note to her. The message within was first to welcome her to our school and, out of curiosity, the reason she was late for school today. She just took a glance and raised her head to smile at me, then towards the whiteboard. What did that mean? I wondered to myself in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting very restless; my eyes were fixated on the clock on the wall. Five, four, three, two, one… Ring! The bell indicating recess went. The whole class jumped up from their seat in joy and cheered. We quickly thanked the teacher and grabbed our wallets. Recess is a time for us to play our favorite game of hopscotch. Without forgetting, I tapped Nicole on the shoulder and invited her to join in our game, I was sure the others would not mind that. My group of friends included my very best friend, Denise; Adeline, Melissa, Junnie and Tricia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, why were you late for school?” I attempted to ask Nicole again. “Well, I was not late. I was held back in the principal’s office due to some administrative issues with my transfer here,” she smiled. I realized that I love her smile. It was megawatts, with her teeth shining brighter than the brightest bulb I had ever seen. I yearn to see her smile again. I was full of curiosity about her, something about her just seemed very mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we began to spend every of our recesses together. Gradually, I stopped playing hopscotch with my group of friends and hung out with her in the canteen instead. We brought our own lunches from home and enjoy tasting each other’s mother’s cooking. My friends were, however, mad at me. This I know the reason why, because we had spent our recesses in the past three years together playing hopscotch without fail. Then, this year I began to not show up for our games because I was too busy hanging out with Nicole, who secretly revealed to me her dislike for my group of friends. To attain her approval, I gradually drifted away from my group of friends and became best friends with Nicole. I was very disloyal then, I admit to that. However, I got my desserts. Not only has my group of friends began to shun me, Nicole also did the same thing! What was happening? I was perplexed. Her change in attitude was drastic and shocking. I reflect upon my own self, what did I do wrong to anger Nicole? I could not come up with an answer.&lt;br /&gt;I was without friends anymore. I was alone; it was my whole group of friends, which Nicole has also joined, against me. Everytime I see them in school together, laughing and joking around and having fun playing hopscotch during recess. I thought Nicole hated the game of hopscotch, not to mention the company she was with? I know I was wrong in abandoning my friends for Nicole before, but what else did I do wrong? The thought and their gleeful faces haunt me in school during classes, after school at home and in my dreams when I’m sleeping. In that few weeks, I had lost around ten kilograms, I had no appetite for food and suffered from insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Denise called me up at home. I was so happy she finally spoke to me. She started, “Jane, I noticed that you have been losing much weight, is there something that is troubling you… Hold on, why am I speaking to you, you hypocrite.” Thoughts raced, my palms went sweaty. I beg your pardon, I thought to myself. I was only being disloyal, since when did I become a hypocrite?  I asked the questions in my mind aloud. Denise soon started spilling out everything that has happened in these past few weeks. “And that’s why you’re a hypocrite. Just admit it, Jane,” she ended her peculiar story. It turned out that Nicole had been spreading rumors behind my back claiming that I had complained about my friends in front of her. She made up many lies to make all my friends and classmates hate me. I was appalled! A wave of emotions and train of thoughts rushed through me. I had never felt so betrayed but I attempted to explain and salvage myself from this confusing situation.&lt;br /&gt;“Denise! You must trust me. I did not say all that about you! I am declaring the truth to you and please do not believe what rubbish Nicole has said. I know I’ve been a complete disappointment to you all, but I will never say those things about you all. Trust me,” I let it all out in one breath.&lt;br /&gt;“Trust you? After you had abandoned your group of friends?” she seemed to mock me in a very sarcastic tone.&lt;br /&gt;“I know I’ve really been bad and disloyal to abandon my group of true and good friends, but I’ve been blind before and I learnt my lesson. Give me one more chance please,” I begged her. Fortunately, she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;The next day in school, I resumed the life I had before, going to recess with my group of best friends. I was glad the overlook on my part in the end helped to learn a lesson of being a better friend than ever. What left me shock till now is the great change that took place in Nicole. This change in her was inexplicable, drastic, and I was totally shocked. Later, I learnt she had pulled exactly the same stunt on her so-called best friend when we moved on to primary five. I never did regret stop being friends with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-787693998603402738?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/787693998603402738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=787693998603402738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/787693998603402738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/787693998603402738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/08/write-about-time-when-behavior-of.html' title='Write about a time when the behavior of someone you knew/know changed drastically and inexplicably.'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-494325498846828875</id><published>2007-08-17T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T09:51:28.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech on the need for and importance of intensive revision for O'level express chinese students.</title><content type='html'>Dear Principal and Vice Principal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this dialogue session, I would like to discuss with your about the need for intensive revision for our O'level express chinese candidates. We all know that the first sitting for the O'level express chinese examination will be during the June Holidays. That is only a short while after sitting for the md-year . It has come to my attention that, unlike neighbourhood schools, our school do not conduct any intensive revision classes for the potential candidates sitting for the paper due to being the minority. Despite having two mock examinations prior to the actual O'level paper itself, it is still not enough revision to ensure scoring a good grade for the examination. I had spoken to many of my neighbourhood friends and all had agreed that even though they found the intensive revision lessons to be a chore, but it has helped them greatly in their preparation for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I beseech to you to conduct intensive revision for express chinese students before their O'level paper. I hope that you would consider the above suggestion favourably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-494325498846828875?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/494325498846828875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=494325498846828875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/494325498846828875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/494325498846828875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/08/speech-on-need-for-and-importance-of.html' title='Speech on the need for and importance of intensive revision for O&apos;level express chinese students.'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-3806804215859781786</id><published>2007-04-20T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T08:19:52.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends are not forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;best friends are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i feel emo all over again. i guess the exams are coming, my hair turning white. that's what freaks me out. i so can't wait to be in poly and stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;why do i have such a simple mind? it ain't a good thing. not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of myself! i ran five rounds around the field. ^^ all thanks to felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: i cannot already leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;felicia: aiyo jane! you can la. only half a round had passed leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3rd round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: really cannot laaaaa~ can die die die....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;felicia: jane, you can do it! take bigger steps! come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4th round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: AIYA FELICIA!!! CANNOT LE.. I WANNA FAINT *pants a lot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;felicia: JANE YOU CAN! TAKE BIGGER STEPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: CAN DIE DIE DIE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;felicia: CHAI IS THERE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: let's go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5th round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: OMG FELICIA, I WANNA DIE~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;felicia: JANE, LAST ROUND ALREADY!!!! CAN ONE CAN ONE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: f i n a l l y *pants excessively*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was how it went. totally killable. studying is killable too. i just got a papercut. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;yuyang is in temasek poly. that's where i'm going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-3806804215859781786?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3806804215859781786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=3806804215859781786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/3806804215859781786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/3806804215859781786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/04/friends-are-not-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-7532789185998235521</id><published>2007-04-10T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:52:08.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cute and shuai guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went Chung Cheng High today. i miss my primary school friend though i didn't get to see them today when i went. really like that school though it looks a bit china at first, but the whole campus was kind of magnificent. AHS is so small, and our auditorium is so humble compared to their's. anyway, i went there for SS workshop. totally confusing because the teacher who is from Dunman High doesn't really teach the same method as Miss Khoo did. except for the SEQ, i didn't understand the rest of what she has been saying. Julie and i were trying hard to keep awake too. it was not because she was boring. okay, she's quite boring but partly the reason is we all had a long day. and the air con was so nice. i'm surprised that Jollin and Peiqi doesn't even seem tired. i thought they'd be dozing already. haha, just kidding. the teacher seem to always pick on me, am i too chio? the worst thing is even if i answered some of her questions, she didn't give me a chocolate. bias! it's alright, i need to go on a diet. anyone wants to go running together sometime? i need to get moving. LOSE WEIGHT! =&gt; anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Justina... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for your info i saw quite a number of cute guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; but my friend told me those guys in her school are cute and shuai but they will act cool when they see you. haha. so the good and bad side? anyway, the walk to the bus stop was a long but enjoyable journey. scrimpy school didn't wanna sponsor the trip back. =/ the private houses were such a beautiful sight. even if i have to walk this road for like 4 years i don't mind. it's so much more scenic than the walk to the mrt from AHS. Julie, Angela and I were like can we transfer to CCH please? really love that school now lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, i wanted to blog about my past few events. but it seemed i didn't have the time and now i totally forgot about what i wanted to blog about. just some random things i guess. Xandra is going, she's transferring to the Ngee Ann City branch. i was quite angry,so i told Paige: "Once a novena store manager, always a novena store manager. we will not accept any other store manager except for Xandra." but it doesn't seem we can do anything except to hate Tamagochi forever. haha. i like Winnie the Pooh better! the code of Mos, ssshhh.&lt;br /&gt;and i found these particular phrase very meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;"i would rather fail at something which is meaningful and i've worked hard for. than lead a meaningless life"&lt;br /&gt;-Taiyou No Uta&lt;br /&gt;"朋友归朋友，基本尊重还是要有。" &amp;&lt;br /&gt;"friends may be friends. basic respect must be there."&lt;br /&gt;- Show Luo, conveyed by Xueqi, translated to english by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've caught &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One Litre of Tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it's really a super sad show. i've cried since the 3rd episode. partly why it's also very sad is because it's a true story. so it's not like you watch already and will think that, aiya it's just a drama. but it's not so detached from reality. it's totally based on true story except some amendments were made to it. it's just so real. and very touching. for the last 3 episodes, i cried every single minute. the next day i woke up, i can only open my eyes like less than half. then as the day goes by, it went back to normal. but that's how bad it is. cry until buaytahan! if you feel stressed for your exams, go watch this show. cry and destress away. LOL. but it's really very good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on thursday after school i went for the singing session of 蔡旻佑!!! i bet many never heard of him before. he is very shuai in person and i think he sounded better live than in the album. that's so great. and on friday, i went for his autograph session. a lot of people!!! i asked him to draw a heart beside his signature. he gladly did so. he gave his heart to me. =P Felicia was totally exuberant about the thought that he has noticed her. and Xueqi was proud of the fact that he said sorry to her because when she asked him to help her write her name, he wanted to do so. but the qianbian woman beside him was shaking her head and looking very buaysong. so he was like "对不起" and gave her a very apologetic and sincere smile. so we three all had somethign to be proud and happy about =D&lt;br /&gt;and and. on saturday Yulin said she saw me on channel 8 6.30 news!!! on monday when i went back to school, Xueqi told me many of her friends said they saw her on tv too! and Felicia's class also told her. our 3 seconds of fame. how exciting... they said while Felicia was shaking his hand that part, they just nice cut that part out and show it in the news. the funny thing is, i didn't know so many people watched the CHANNEL 8, 6.30PM NEWS!!! especially on a wonderful day such as Saturday. haha. but, oh gosh, im a star leh. i allow you to talk to me. okay, i'm like kind of crapping now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can remember a bit of biology even though i only tested Jolynn this morning. but who cares, i dont take bio and i'm totally grateful for that. bio is so boring and confusing... physics is the in thing lor. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blabbering...&lt;br /&gt;blabbering...&lt;br /&gt;blabbering...&lt;br /&gt;should stop now. until next time i blog again. tata.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-7532789185998235521?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7532789185998235521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=7532789185998235521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/7532789185998235521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/7532789185998235521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/04/cute-and-shuai-guys.html' title='cute and shuai guys'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-1029131507071978661</id><published>2007-04-02T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T05:16:01.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOON CHILD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i tell you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;TAIYOU NO UTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; totally rocks. it may be a very typical story plot, but it's somehow very attractive. and the ending is expected, but a little bit of twist here and there. i heart this totally. Jdramas are so cool because they're so short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Taiyou No Uta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is only 10 episodes! the female actress is so chio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/Sawajiri_erika.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio right right?&lt;br /&gt;really love that show. i think i'm gonna watch One Litre of Tears soon, highly recommended by Limying too. Limying i heart you, know know? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for Julie too because she just called me a while ago and chinese orchestra got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;GOLD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for SYF!!! wow, i'm so proud of them =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a totally fun and crazy time with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;english drama&lt;/span&gt; just now. 'cos i was totally high and the group i'm with is really fun as i've mentioned many many many times before. i can't wait for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;english drama&lt;/span&gt; next monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about &lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt; now. i went to Ah Mei's Cafe to have breakfast with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Xueqi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and we had toast and iced milk tea. the toast is toasted but not hot, so-so only. love the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; straws and iced milk tea still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made this opportunity with him possible. ^^&lt;br /&gt;after work, met up with sister and friend at dhoby ghaut after i went back to bathe. bought the tickets for Freedom Writers 12.10 at the Cathay.  It's a really great show. very worth it. we finished watching around slightly after 2. my mom found out la, she was kind of angry but what can she do? she cant possibly run back all the way from Malaysia and hantam both of us. haha. then we caught NR7 to simpang and had supper. i had the roti john, we joked about a lot a lot a lot. gosh, i was laughing like mad lah. got wedges? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sister's friend walked us home and cabbed home to Eunos himself. nice =) reached home around 5. met my cousin online. haha, then we chatted awhile and i went to sleep. woke up like 4pm the next day? would have slept more, but it was too noisy in my house. i think overall not bad la, now i know how clubbers feel. i think it's quite a waste of time la. but i would do it again if there's a chance. =D&lt;br /&gt;mom came home that day, she said "how dare you all go midnight movie ah? last time your mom never go before, you all dare to go ah!" she was laughing whilst, i bet she is jealous we get to do this and she doesn't. next time when she retires and have nothing to do. i shall bring her out on a mom-daughter outing and make her feel young =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of time, but i somehow, i feel there's not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;is there something i dont know which everyone knows?&lt;br /&gt;it feels very weird.&lt;br /&gt;but be happy, jane! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-1029131507071978661?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1029131507071978661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=1029131507071978661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/1029131507071978661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/1029131507071978661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/04/moon-child.html' title='MOON CHILD'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-3914694867915213854</id><published>2007-03-31T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:05:38.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHT FOR YOUR OWN.</title><content type='html'>It's 5am now. Just got home. apparently i enjoyed myself thoroughly today and no, i didn't choke on my popcorn. more tomorrow, when im free to update =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-3914694867915213854?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3914694867915213854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=3914694867915213854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/3914694867915213854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/3914694867915213854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/fight-for-your-own.html' title='FIGHT FOR YOUR OWN.'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-7171027506340294475</id><published>2007-03-30T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:26:50.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the orange is so juicy.</title><content type='html'>yes, i'm enjoying a juicy orange now. this is the only time i enjoy an orange so much because usually it's really sour. i realize, this is just like life. sometimes when you're lucky, you get the sweets. when you're not you get the sours. many a times, we get more sours than sweet. but, quoted from bentan "too bad, suck it up". amongst the sourness, you get vitamins. so it's good from what seemed to be bad. in life, there may be many trials and tribulations. but if we do not endure through it, we may never get the good that comes out of it. so everyone, suck it up. =)&lt;br /&gt;i never figured out why i wrote that chim paragraph at the top. i was just speaking to Justina on MSN, i also said a whole lot og chimness and she was like ZOMG, you not jane are you. haha. seriously, what's wrong with me? i'm like getting emo nowadays. thanks Hui Ling, i'll just think positive. i shall not be so negative all the time. like who wants to read a blog full of teenage angst and emotions? like, eww. but but, i still think the above paragraph was really well done =)&lt;br /&gt;today after school i met up with Xueqi again. we went Bugis. we were so heart broken. saw many many nice things but cant buy due to a lack of funds. =( donations, anyone? ate Long John's. it really isn't as bad as some people said it out to be. i still find it nice. except the fries seems a lil bit worse and saltier. their potato chips are nice. only $1.20!!! Long John's!!! haha. we didn't meet our aim today. which is to see some handsome guys around. =(&lt;br /&gt;Ah Mei's Cafe tomorrow! roti prata, iced milk tea and orange straws, here we come! their straws make ncie hearts b'cos it's orange and it's unique. thanks to me, people now know there's orange straws. it's chio, like me. chio people discover chio stuffs. =D&lt;br /&gt;midnight movie tomorrow! parents and bro will be overseas for the weekend, not together of course. so my sis and I decided, midnight movie it is  ^^ Justina wish for me to choke on my popcorn tomorrow b'cos i can't meet Jollin and her. thanks Justina, but i only eat nachos. =P i'm so sorry ya? next time. next time i promise.&lt;br /&gt;Taiyou No Uta rocks. =D i'm on the seventh episode now. hopefully can watch finish the rest, which is just 3 episodes by Sunday. thanks Limying. the show's really great. Kaoru is so chio. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-7171027506340294475?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7171027506340294475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=7171027506340294475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/7171027506340294475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/7171027506340294475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/orange-is-so-juicy.html' title='the orange is so juicy.'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-6360331358007571448</id><published>2007-03-27T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T03:50:02.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking back</title><content type='html'>i had a wonderful time with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Xueqi&lt;/span&gt; on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback.jpg" /&gt;this was taken in the toilet, she was supporting me with her big big hand. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback-2.jpg" /&gt;bought bacardi at the ntuc when i saw it, thought the cashier wouldn't allow but she process it w/o a blink of her eye. Xueqi says cos i look old. i'd rather look young then =) wanted to try it becos Justina tried it before and says it's nice. i bought the peach flavour la, and found that it tasted like my peach daiquiri i had at kandi bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback-1.jpg" /&gt;haha, Xueqi loves honey lemon tea, which is think it's nice too, but this bottle is kind of diluted. =/ and she wanna show the contrast. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback-3.jpg" /&gt;this, she wanna show who's the pai kia(me) and who's the guai kia (she) roll eyes till they pop. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback-4.jpg" /&gt;this, i wanna show who is the real pai kia (she) and who's the real guai kia(me). she got one piercing at the top, and i have. i wanted to get one more hole and xueqi advised me to ask my mom first like you know as a sign of respect. my mom didn't allow. haiya, like nvm la. but i really really really x1 000 000 wanted one more hole. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/thinkingback-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drinking our own drinks =) while waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jolin&lt;/span&gt; outside Harry's Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who are so act okay. like that time i wanted to move into the seat and Xueqi wanted to sit inside too. i thought her inside means like inside but her inside actually means the more cushion part la which she thought i'm taking up the whole space. so we're like i wanna sit inside~ those kind of things. and this group of girls sitting nearby was mimicking us. then Xueqi and I were like, we're not scared of them lor. they think they're very tough. but where they're eating is our territory, they dare to touch us or even just a brush past, we don't have to call for help. people like our neighbours, Organic Cafe Xperience and Harry's Bar is gonna beat them up. of course i don't like those people who say "you dare to touch me?! i call my XXX come down beat you up ah!" hey, if you got the guts, do it yourself. but me and Xueqi of course not like that. we can fight ourselves, but people who wanna protect us willingly comes to help, we don't have to call our XXX down to beat those people up. but being civilised people anyway, Xueqi and I just sat down there and joke with Jolin who was on shift. after that, the group of girls like sort of realized that we know Jolin and it's our territory so they didn't mimick us anymore. and when i saw Ash at Harry's, i asked him help me open my bottle of bacradi. and when we walked over, xueqi told me the group of girls was like staring at us all the while we walked to the bar. they must be so full of jealousy. suck it up, ching chongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thursday is the a maths common test. and i'm &lt;s&gt;kind of&lt;/s&gt; very like stress. what's wrong with you jane, you dont usually go stressed up about one stupid test. but that's me now. because my results are good in the first term, people expect at least the same standard for the next term, and the next and the next and definitely the big Os. but it's like, you dont know me. my results fly with colours the first term then it's downhill all the way. and now the maths is like what, properties of circles and angles which i totally suck at. what makes you think i failed my maths in sec2?! because of all these lar! like, i think i can do better at algebra. but all this other stuffs are coming in. and i'm way disappointed with my chem test marks which i got back today. it's a stupid 11/20. like argh, i'm so dead. i told you it's downhill all the way. can you people stop expecting so much of me? maybe those who don't, thanks. but those who just wanna see me die and push me down, you're welcome to. i'm sick of being a smart-ass. being a smart-ass for a term is enough for me. i'm just made for being a person who doesn't do good in studies. i don't care. i'm going to poly anyway. suck it up. =P just, well, expect a much lower l1r5  30 from me this term. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is so ****ed up anyway. i'm losing all my friends. particularly one important person due to all the rumours. how i wish you can be my friend again. i cherish that friendship and it sucks seeing you being so friendly to everyone else and not me. and to everyone, i cherish our friendships too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rumour&lt;/span&gt; causes break ups whether in BGR or friendships, so stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-6360331358007571448?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/6360331358007571448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=6360331358007571448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/6360331358007571448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/6360331358007571448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/thinking-back.html' title='thinking back'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-8166806171754110515</id><published>2007-03-25T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T05:07:24.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eyecandy =&gt;</title><content type='html'>lotsa lotsa photos. careful dont drool =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this were from like milleniums ago i think. haha. that day when &lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; Justina-Lovez&lt;/span&gt; and i finally went out. we had pasta mania on that day and went Simpang later because Justina missed Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so cuuute =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came up with the idea to kiss each other knows? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet smiles =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-11jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so act la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2j class steamboat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00603.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00604.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00609.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/DSC00610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who didn't go. you totally missed out on the chance to get up close with me luh. haha. but yeah, it was really fun. when i reached home like around 10.30 or what? my mom was like, huh, your steamboat so early over ah. haha. yes, that early okays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;day before yesterday&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i definitely lived up to my ame of elephant. so fat okays. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justina so spastic! she even flirts with the metal statues at clarke quay. so desperate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the serviettes of The Pump Room. totally thick, we thought it was clothe. haha. the waiters there were like very random but very friendly =&gt; champagne is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of the fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside the Clinic. totally cool. lychee martini is not bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from inside the kandi bar. daiquiri tasted like sparkling fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started to get bored, so we moved to the flashing lights place and started taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justina is so chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dark, cant see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the floor. haah. dont wear skirts there! the reflection is totally obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice water on the house. the waiter brought it over and said it's tequila -.- haha. even though he's friendly, he looks like he belonged to the team of world cyber games instead of working at a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-28.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic Justina strikes again! she threw mentos wrapper into the cigratte thingy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zi lian again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-30.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while Justina released herself, i acted chio =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-32.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-33.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for supper with Justina, her mom, her grandma, her aunt and her shuai cousin. reached home 12.30 the sun hasn't even peeked out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata,jane =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-8166806171754110515?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/8166806171754110515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/8166806171754110515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/eyecandy.html' title='eyecandy =&gt;'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-6489017916242930414</id><published>2007-03-22T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:21:24.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALA...</title><content type='html'>so looking forward,tomorrow going out with &lt;font size=15px&gt; JUSTINA-LOVEZ  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr bean is as hilarious as ever. a must watch kays =&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-6489017916242930414?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/6489017916242930414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=6489017916242930414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/6489017916242930414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/6489017916242930414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/lalala.html' title='LALALA...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-261344516302813952</id><published>2007-03-18T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T06:56:54.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teenage ranting alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework is total ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im starting to sound like a typical teenager. but the truth is homework is really a drag. every teacher goes crazy when the holidays come around. they think they're the only one who gives homework so they give a shitload, and i have like what 8 subjects? 8 multiply by a shitload is a gazillion shitload. what's the use of holiday homework? everytime we hand it it, teachers just chuck it aside and hand it back to us unmarked. or simply don't collect at all. they just wanna torture us don't they? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;janey ^^   你一定会有福报哦! bashya! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent even got started, i know u're  a pro at argumentative aren't u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-justina*                                  i like it like that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm no but ok lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-justina*                                  i like it like that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u want me to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;janey ^^   你一定会有福报哦! bashya! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u write one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;janey ^^   你一定会有福报哦! bashya! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-justina*                                  i like it like that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;janey ^^   你一定会有福报哦! bashya! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally suck at writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-justina*                                  i like it like that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like duh. justina can be so lame sometimes. i totally suck at writing. those big big words have to all come out. i swear bombastic words are married to expositions and sentences that are meant to be read twice and thrice before being understood are the children of it. gosh, i suck at writing, yes i do. and i hate writing because i suck at it. i dont know which comes first. and why do people have to make expositions look so chim when all they wanna say is I'M FOR/AGAINST CAPITAL PUNISHMENT. cant people reason in simple english? &lt;br /&gt;im so freaking happy now though. justina, you know why. i heart you and your cousin and that website! my key to passing english and meeting him!!!! =&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;english is highly killable.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-261344516302813952?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/261344516302813952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=261344516302813952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/261344516302813952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/261344516302813952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/teenage-ranting-alert-homework-is-total.html' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-9101914059908414957</id><published>2007-03-17T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T06:19:58.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i always felt like updating but gave up halfway. now i'm actually typing something... be happy. =&gt; okays, nothing much now, longiness really makes u miss the person more. so miss me people. i'm gonna update with some photos soon. and i don't know what to update now except... i love NOVENA ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-9101914059908414957?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/9101914059908414957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=9101914059908414957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/9101914059908414957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/9101914059908414957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117257278312485544</id><published>2007-02-27T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T02:39:43.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow is such a good day...</title><content type='html'>because i'm going out with my Yulin!!! haha. we're gonna catch a movie and eat nachos and drink bubble tea. it's gonna be sucha  good day. but we still have to endure through the lessons before our fun. we can do it, yes! and this coming saturday is hip hop battle day, so looking forward to it, because i can meet Xue Qi. =)  oh and i just remembered! i can meet Verna and Xueqi this coming friday, and that woman of course. but Verna and Xueqi matters more =) i miss that Verna like siao la, so long never see her le.&lt;br /&gt;and i've made a very important decision, thanks to James. you're really mature and sensible. i salute you =)&lt;br /&gt;work + xueqi + jolin + shuwei + him - tsk - homework = fun march holiday. =)&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was so happy becos i was sms-ing two people, Xueqi and him throughout the whole time i was in class. happys.&lt;br /&gt;ammonia is NH four, negative ion. argh, chemistry is fun, but having a test is not fun. by the way, ammonia ionic formula is the only one i've remembered so far. and i got that test tomorrow and i'm going to visit my mommy's house later. will get one more ang bao and if i'm lucky, 3 more because my da jie, er jie and san jie are married and if i get to see them, should be will get 3 more. but won't be sad if i didn't because i know i'll get at least one more and i'm so happy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117257278312485544?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117257278312485544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117257278312485544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117257278312485544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117257278312485544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/tomorrow-is-such-good-day.html' title='tomorrow is such a good day...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117233510431841401</id><published>2007-02-24T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:49:00.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>so i'll just start by updating about my cny still... happy cny to you all darlings, we have fifteen days of new year!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初一&lt;br /&gt;today wore this new shirt i totally heart. 'cos the sleeves are like butterfly wings and i feel like a beautiful butterfly when i wear it. =) lols. i'm going maaad. but hey, i'm already a beautiful girl so don't need be beautiful butterfly le.&lt;br /&gt;so happy 'cos i see so many of my cousins and aunties and uncles. as i grow older i realize that hey, i'm not looking forward to cny for the ang bao but for being able to see my dear relatives. getting mature? haha, hopefully. with age comes wrinkles so maybe i'll rather be mature only character-wise? =P&lt;br /&gt;my dear cousin (the one who just got her driving license) is becoming so guai-kia. somehow, she's just more sensible in her dressing, her character and the way she handles problems and the way she talk. gosh, she's changed so much since i last saw her. but i still love her =)&lt;br /&gt;and i love my this other guy cousin too because he's just those very gentleman kind of guy. if i'm not his cousin or related to him, i might like him! haha. and he's funny!!! well, i just totally adore him can. =) &lt;br /&gt;but i love my GRANDPA the most. looking at him now, i really can't believe that he used to be an ah beng last time. and even more ah beng that AHS most pai-kia person (which is zero 'cos AHS is such a totally smart-ass and guai-kia school). &lt;br /&gt;nothing much happen today except that i went to visit my cousin's 3 friends 'cos it's totally boring. and got RM5 from one of the family. haha. little yes i know, but considering i don't EVEN know them... *thumbs up* &lt;br /&gt;and i had an afternoon nap for like 5 hours, on a rest chair!!! totally miracle cos it's just by the house gate. and it was super noisy. and the chair is upright. and i didn't drool!!! still got bao chi xing xiang, my cousin said. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初二&lt;br /&gt;woke up very early today so that we can catch our coach at 11am back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast had my grandpa's home and got those homemade cny goodies from my aunty cos i booked one container of pineapple tarts for Julie which now she said eat until left a few tarts and a container of chocolate cookies for Justina which i have yet passed to her... JUSTINA I MISS YOU!!! ok, that was kind of random, but that's what i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;coached back Singapore and went to grab Mac's with my family and my aunty and her 3 children. spent like S$50+ on it alone. Mcspicy totally seduced my tongue. =) but eating  Mac's kind of sucks. because it doesn't have apple soda nor ice milk tea nor mustard sauce to go with the chilli and mayonnaise, the chilli also doesn't go well with the mayonnaise, the mayonnaise also suck because it's like western mayonnaise not japanese one i think. so it's like the sauce practically sucks. Mos Burger's is the one!!! and do you know mustard + chilli + mayonnaise is just such a great combi. &lt;br /&gt;went some visiting and collected Rainy from Gary's house. totally miss her and Bobby missed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school celebration, 初四&lt;br /&gt;i'll skip talking about 初三 because it was boring except i get to eat the hot dog(with lots of mustard on it), spaghetti and salmon from Ikea. =) oh and Mee Soto and Lontong from Changi Airport and mash potatoes and fries from Popeye's =D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 5 minutes before bell rang in the morning today, i was still taking the lift at my house =P totally ran to school okays. i saw yc in jeans today. of the 3 years i know him, first time!!! =P my two lollipops were like kouped by Yulin and Yuin Theng today. but it's alright for Yuin Theng, i can't say the same for Yulin tho. =P just kidding alrights? =)the performance this year not bad la, maybe cos i was totally crapping with Yulin throughout. except when CO is performing because my darling Julie is playing dizi and she didn't blow a note wrong!!! so proud of her =D.&lt;br /&gt;went TM with Julie, Felicia, Jo Lynn, Jia Min and Jia Ning after celebration. ate Mos Burger. I had Unagi and a bone got stuck in my throat, it was stinging pain okays! but i had my fries with MUSTARD + CHILLI + MAYONNAISE, smiles lots. went Julie's new home in tamp. it's kind of small to admit but i like it. so cosy and so near tanah merah!!! well, at least nearer to it than sembawang with tanah merah. saw Julia, great 'cos it's been quite long since i saw her and their parents too.&lt;br /&gt;we then walked from her house to MRT, we took a very long way i found out and i led the way. *beams* it was freaking hot, i thought i got a heatstroke! bought chocolate ice blended from Sweet Talk before bus-ing on 31. it's alright i guess. i like the bubble tea in Muar still but if saying in S'pore, i must say i adore the Parkway one. =)&lt;br /&gt;after getting home, i got the bone (which was stuck in my throat still) out finally! i thought i was going to die from internal injury from the bone. for a moment now, i sorta hate Unagi. this has never happened to me before. i think my hormones are acting very weirdly these days. i feel thing that i've never felt before. my hormones are raging i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie was like complaining to me about this guy upstairs which is swearing and cursing every single family on earth super loudly. =D gah. haha. &lt;br /&gt;i was complaining that my hands are itchy because the people upstairs are playing mahjong. i can totally hear it okays.&lt;br /&gt;going to hip hop battle with Xue Qi on 3rd March because she totally hearts dancing.  don't totally heart it, but i love dancing and watching people dance too. so i'm gonna catch it with her. gosh, can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;i saw MLB yesterday at novena!!! so excited i actually squealed damn loudly. haha. can't believe i'm just like those xiao mei mei who squeals with excitement at the sight of their idols. *rolls eyes* but hey, Sam and Wei Qi is so cute lars!!! &lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy over Show Luo and Jiro because they both are funny guys, except i crazied Show more because he's so shuai. and Jiro is not. I squealed over Tang Yuzhe becos he looked like Show from some angles BUT, i prefer the original. BE HIP SUPPORT THE ORIGINAL. Wuzun is too cool for me. becos i crazy over funny guys. like Show and Jiro and ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117233510431841401?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117233510431841401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117233510431841401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117233510431841401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117233510431841401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117206470663573268</id><published>2007-02-21T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T05:31:46.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Assignment</title><content type='html'>I just realized I hadn't blog my English assignment. So, that's what I'm gonna do now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to blog about the Green Mile. which is an M18 gorry movie. Even though I'm a Lit student, I'm just gonna talk about the movie on a very superficial level since I'm those kind who actually don't look too much into things like these. To me, it's just mere entertainment though if you try and explain it to me, i'll find it uber interesting. One of the reasons is because i hate finding out the reason myself (lazy) and if you're kind enough to explain it to me, i'll find it very interesting. You see, I wanna know the meaning but am lazy to find it out myself. That's why I'm an ELECTIVE Lit student, I like those profound meanings behind stuffs but I hate finding out everything myself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just think that the movie leaves me very emotionally drained and dry. totally...it's like after watching, i don't have the strength to move on with lessons and all that. am i too emotional? i cried a bit, at the end. it was just so so so so touching. and i hate Percy. if given a chance, i don't wanna watch it again. not my cup of coffee. i still enjoy chick flicks the most =) you know movies like White Chicks, Hot Chicks, Legally Blonde, Mean Girls, etc. You get the idea. so the Green Mile definitely not my taste. nevertheless, it's a pretty good movie. and when Ben Tan explained one scene where the John Coffey was talking something about angels and he actually was the angel and the movie portrayed it in a way that the light shines behind him, forming a halo or what. that was very impressive. Ben Tan should have really sign up for film studies. he good.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's kinda hard to eat fried prawn mee sitting on a chair with the mee on a stool and the stool on my lap and typing at the same time. so i'm gonna end here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna fail my blogging assignments. at least i took the effort =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117206470663573268?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117206470663573268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117206470663573268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117206470663573268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117206470663573268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/english-assignment.html' title='English Assignment'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117205139125940287</id><published>2007-02-21T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T02:14:45.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>I'm not a very traditional person. but cny is so not like cny now. i don't know what i am babbling but ya. the atmosphere's really not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day before day one 除夕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;slept at 4am today and woke up at an unearthly hour of 6.30 am just to catch the coach to Muar. my dad's hometown in Malaysia. in case you people don't know, it's near Malacca. and it's very famous for its otah and i adore the bak kut teh also. i went on the coach feeling alright but then after awhile nearing the Tuas Checkpoint, i was starting to feel nauseous. it was a terrible feeling. what was i sick of? =P but i got down the bus and line up for my passport to be scanned but i couldn't take it. i ran to my aunt and got a plastic bag from her, my mom went to inform the I/C there and they let me through the customs first. i breezed through the queue that was so long. but that wasn't a good feeling. my eyes were watering becos i was feeling very bad. like you know when you feel like vomitting, your stomach will churn and make a 360 somersault and then you will feel thing travelling UP your oesophagus(?). it's really very bad. i tried to puke but the things just wouldn't come out. in the end i was covering my mouth with a plastic bag and i was sort of crying because the feeling was really terrible. i had no idea why it went like that. but i was feeling kinda dizzy and my mom had to support me becos i was really damn sick. i felt woozy and all that. it's very embarrassing actually because imagine in the public you suddenly see someone crying and covering her mouth with a plastic bag and trying to puke. but the feeling was horrible. i got better after eating a Halls mint sweet which is not sweet at all. it's so hot!!! i've never tasted a hotter mint sweet than that...but i indeed felt better and got on the coach. everyone settled down and the rest of the journey i just slept through it.&lt;br /&gt;i saw my grandfather the moment i went to his house in Muar. i love him! i probably never love my parents more than i love him or rather the same level. i really envy those whose grandparents are still alive. my father's mother died the year i was born but early in 1992. my mother's father died before i had a memory and my mother's mother died when i was i think very young. so only left my father's dad. which i love dearly becos i never get to see him much and he's the only grandparent i have left. talking about him, i'm getting kind of emotional now. haha. anyway, just know that i love him and that you people should treasure your grandparents. i never did get much love from my grandparents and how i wished i had.&lt;br /&gt;moving on to other things, i finally saw my Singaporean cousins. even though i have some cousins and aunties and uncles in s'pore, but we never see each other until we go malaysia during cny. which is pathetic to mention. i found out my cousin, Eugene, is in the same school as Xue QI... NSS. woots! well, at least i talk to my cousin. he's really quiet. why can't he just talk more? but he's getting more and more ncie looking. i remember last time i played with him de. like how i missed those days. now he kind of act cool. haha. or he shy talk to 美女. no wonder he never talk to me. i don't blame him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;my malaysian cousin got her driving license!!! isn't it so cool?! they can get one at an age of 16!!! i want be malaysian also. haha. and all time during the trip she was driving us about. so cool. but i scared to drive a car. becos i don't have hand and leg and brain and eye and mouth co-ordination. it's like riding a bicycle, when someone comes near me like 2m radius, i'll scream at the top of my lungs. then i'll totally freeze and all that. once, i was just learning to ride a bicycle at East Coast a few years ago. it had to be that there was quite a number of people and there was this girl in front of me and i was freaking out and didn't apply my brakes and all that so i just bumped into her butt and fell on the floor. stupid la, why she stand in front of me. haha. but yep, that's also one reason i don't think i can drive. it's gonna be a hazard to pedestrians and drivers. haha. but if i ever get to drive, i'm going to get a VW Beetle becos it's my dream car since young. but it's totally a loss to drive in s'pore. it'd be much more economical to take a cab wherever you go rather than drive. maybe i'd take a cab then, hopefully there'd be a cab one day that is a VW beetle. i'll book that cab for the rest of my life. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping at the same old shopping centre again. called Wetex (sounds like kotex =P) they only have one shopping center in that small town! damn boring and the malays there are so lecherous. you know the reason why they always stand by the railings and look down at the crowd? i bet the only reason is to stare at ladies wearing tubes or whatever, so that they can see the boobs. that's the only reason why they always stand by the railings. =/ eeyuck. anyway, i like nothing about the shopping centre except for the bubble tea shop. it's damn nice! the pearls are like so doiing doiing but chewy at the same time. the best. and on the way home, bought like 100 sticks of otah but all also eat finish, of course not solely by me. do you know you can just anyhow buy from an otah store otah in Muar and it can be better than the best in s'pore? that's why i'm still puzzling over the fact that people call s'pore a 美食天堂... so lame la. people don't know what is good food.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, today was a pretty good day despite the nauseous part. becos i get to see my grandpa, eat otah and drink bubble tea =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update more next time because i'm discussing a very exciting topic with Xue Qi and Jolin. and my heart is beating way too fast and my face is getting damn to red, thanks to you! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117205139125940287?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117205139125940287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117205139125940287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117205139125940287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117205139125940287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117146612119406267</id><published>2007-02-14T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T07:15:21.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Valentine's Day...</title><content type='html'>I was waiting for the bell to go, that guy talk lots in assembly today.  Benedict is so funny la. he made my toes laugh. it was very nice to see him on stage and debating his ass off again =P that was the only part that i was not sleeping during assembly la. the rest, i was practically dozing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;finally i can pack my bags and go off. i'm so sorry my dear 3dee that i can;t stay back and help with the notice board this week, i simply had many activities going on and just fork out the time, so sorry. =)&lt;br /&gt;Yc came to meet me at my class and i went to claim back my ez-link card from Miss Hafizah today because i didn't hand in my chemistry homework so she confiscated it. =/&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that we went off to TM. i went to collect his present, it's damn nice la, i want it for myself *hint**hint*. he went to buy a rose for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/rose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so sweet, thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat teppanyaki, quite nice. the food didn't fill me, the coke did. and i shared half the salmon sushi. i still think raw salmon sashimi is better!&lt;br /&gt;basically we just walked an crapped and talk and window shop a while. when it's time to go, i walk with him home. on the way we saw my cousin *eyes big big* was very surprised. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, he was nice and waited with me at the bus stop so i could take 17 to WS to meet Yulin for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;he went for lan, haha. one day we shall go play together too! although i totally don't know what dota and WoW is about.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad la, becos he basically treated everything today. like my gift and the meal. and we both said we'll treat each other. haha. next time. there shall be a next time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my ED president on 17, my dearest Si Han. happy advanced birthday because yours is tomorrow! we crapped on the bus with her friends also. then we both alighted at Pasir Ris interchange. she almost lost her wallet. thanks uncle! and next time, be more responsible. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Yulin at Pasir Ris library. then we went walk walk, i saw Xin Wei! he's eating at the Hong Kong cafe again. i went Sakae with Yulin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/sakae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we ate our meal and as usual, i didn't eat any sushi again. i love cha soba, fried tofu and chawanmushi!!! then we did our homework, i was doing my maths worksheet la. so hardworking!!! i hate sketching the curve. i think i'll just fail tomorrow's e maths test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's V Day is the best I've had. thanks Yc and Yulin the most.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to people who gave me many gifts. thanks lovely 3dee.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Julie for My Girl. i totally love it =)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i actually woke up with a terrible headache today but Yulin gave me this upon my arrival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/yulinflowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my headache was gone then. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this V DAY is so rocking. tomorrow back to normal life. but i'll always remember today. =)&lt;br /&gt;the hot, sexy, beautiful, pretty, cute, popular, talented and lovely,&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my name became so long thanks to Yc. haha. we were making up. at first it was two words, then became so many words, i'm pretty sure i left out some though... had a great deal of fun =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117146612119406267?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117146612119406267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117146612119406267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117146612119406267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117146612119406267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-valentines-day.html' title='Best Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117138223388207916</id><published>2007-02-13T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T07:57:13.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is gonna be so good...</title><content type='html'>I actually said I'd update on friday right? so sorry i'm so late, I'm not that free to blog either alright.  not like anybody's gonna read, anyway, this might be just a short post. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, 9/2/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school, I rushed to meet Xue Qi at Bugis MRT after I bathe of course, i'm not as smelly as you =P We met at 3 plus instead of the 2.30 that we set on because school ended slightly late and Xue Qi is so lazy to go out of her house. So we went walking around Parco first and saw the Superman and Astro boy shop. wanted to buy Superman shirts but i think the shirts not cute enough for me, so i didn't buy la. t-shirts are so boring anyway. then Astroboy so cute! but then so expensive, one shirt $49 you think worth it. totally not la. we saw Mos Burger at Parco too! do you know that's the Mos Burger outlet that ahs one of the highest sales? figures la, there are crowds everytime i go there. Soon after, it was time for my haircut. Went to the hairdresser and my appointment lasted from 4 to 6.30pm! it's so crazy, over one haircut, I spent like 2 and half hours there and come out looking not much different than when i went in. i wanted a more punky hairstule, although my hairstyle now also not that bad la, but it's not really what i wanted, this is so normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i went home and zi lian a bit, look not bad right? but i want a bit spikey...the ang moh hair dresser didn't understand me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/meagain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went shopping at Bugis Street until 10pm, so sorry Xue Qi, cause you to go home so late. haha. we bought nothing la, Xue Qi bought a clutch and i forgot whatelse if there is anything else. i bought only a sling bag. it's like we see something ncie, then we walk on, saying we'll go back later and buy, but!!! in the end we forgot what we wanted to buy, so we only bought those things i mentioned. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had loads of fun crapping with Xue Qi and souring her. i love Xue Qi. she's so fun to be with. one of my bestest friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday, 10/2/2007&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today Luo Zhi Xiang actually will appear at J8, we wanted go la, and that *tsk* went to put us on shift for closing!!! and Luo Zhi Xiang will be appearing at 5!!! our work starts at 5 by the way =.= anyway, today actually i only work 5-10.30pm but then i agreed to take over Shu Wei's shift as she has CIP and her shift is 10am-2pm. i was very tired because previous day i actually slept at only 2am, talking to people on MSN, including Xue Qi, haha. I'm very tired, but i still enjoy work so shoo if you're persuading me to quit.&lt;br /&gt;in between 2pm and 5pm, during that 3 hour i went shopping with Xue Qi at Square 2. i like that place. i bought two tops and a bottom there. very nice =)&lt;br /&gt;oh and i bought this watch at Square 2 like a week before... very nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really show well int he picture, but i love it. i bought it that day right, at night i went home show my sister and she saw there was a scratch which i didn't notice, the next day i went back to exchange for another one since i had work too and the next day after that, i scratched it while closing my house gate. it's so lame, i think i'm just not fated to wear a watch. whatever, it's either i scratch it, lose it or it breaks down on its own. but so glad, there's only a scratch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, during work today in the morning shift, i got one Kinder Surprise from Ash who is the supervisor of Harry's opposite. Harry's is a pub by the way. it's when there're matches, there'll be people there watching soccer on the projector. so cool, and when there's a goal by the team tehy supporting, there will be shouts of GOAL! ala kopitiam style and BOO! if the opposing team goals ala kopitiam style too. so funny. then during the night shift today, Ash gave another box of Kinder Surprise which contains 3 eggs in there. then he came over again and said "just now you have big eggs, now i give you small eggs" then he hands to me chocolates which are in the shape of small eggs. i was laughing lah! Ash is so nice. then he came over again and gave us those gold coins chocolate. Ash is super nice. because I'm working with Xue Qi, we both were very happy because we're sort of like chocolate freaks =P anyway, after work, we went over to the pub just to talk to Ash and this other very nice bartender which i call him the Tall and Skinny guy and to show them the toy we got in our Kinder Surprise. then we talked about how Xue Qi and I are chocolate freaks, then Ash gave us a strip of the big Cadbury Fruits &amp; Nuts chocolate bar. So nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;after that, my dad who is so ever kidn came to fetch me home and i tompang Xue Qi home. before heading home, my dad and i went macdonald's to buy supper and ate on the car. haha. i was full with all the chocolates so i only ordered a strawberry milkshake and drank like half the cup of my dad's chocolate milkshake. which he pronounced as milkshit. my dad rocks =)&lt;br /&gt;reached hoem around 1 plus, i bathed and packed up my wardrobe until around 3 plus then i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, 11/2/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woke up at like 10 am today cos i'm working at 12. got ready and then went to work which is at Parkway today bcos they desperately need help. haha. Thomas, John and Elfin is as nice and funny as usual. Aunty Wendy is still very nice, offering me her Ebi to eat =). thought i was working until 9pm today but in the end they extended till 10 pm, so i was left with no time to rush my homework. slept at 1 plus anyway because i desperately need to rush and chiong my zuo wen.&lt;br /&gt; nothing much today, except that i see another eprson i know while at work. i always meet peopel i know at work when i'm working at Parkway. Haha. that will never happen at Novena unless my friends come intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday, 12/2/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was trying very hard to get up today because i was having a terrible headache. but i didn't wanna stay home and rest today, partly because i don't wanna miss any lessons and that i don't want my mom to think that work is affecting my studies and ask me to quit.&lt;br /&gt;today is Lim Ying's and Felicia Lin's b'day. I wish Lim Ying a happy birthday cos i forgot to buy present for her.&lt;br /&gt;Went for drama after school. very fun as usual with our beloved Paula. managed to come up with a theme for drama day. shall not reveal it. =P&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i already dated Felicia after drama to go out and celebrate her birthday because i forgot to buy her present, i told her that. so we walked towards the MRT with the intention to go TM and eat. met Xin Wei on the way. mr Nice and Shuai guy joined us. so we thought the more the merrier and called some alumni and seniors along. Ben, Alex and Michael came. We waited for them awhile at MRT, they were taking their own sweet time!!! but we three had fun talking together anyway. so in case you're wondering if you're forgiven, you are. i know we are gracious people, no thanks are needed. i found out that Felicia's brother is very shuai. although i find Xin wei more shuai on second look.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we went WS and met Ben's friend Ying Zuo on the way. we had dinner at a Hong Kong cafe. the food was so-so. Mos Burger's iced milk tea is seriously so much nicer and cheaper than that restaurant la. but the food is alright. but all of us had fun talking together, we should do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;when i alighted at Tanah Merah, so did Ben and Michael. They walked me back to my block. so ncie of them. thanks Michael and Ben. You both are so nice. =) Anyway, we had a lot a lot a lot of fun. i', so glad Felicia you enjoyed it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday, 13/2/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was struggling to get up today too. am so lethargic. i ironed my uniform, and in the end realized today got P.E. =(&lt;br /&gt;P.E. was totally torturous as usual and can you believe it/ i ran 4 rounds around the field without even stopping once! that's the first ever time for me. haha. and i found out i grew 1 cm since like last year which now is 164cm and my weight is 50kg. so freaking heavy and short =(&lt;br /&gt;after school, Yulin dated me to go Changi Airport to study. but we ended up crapping and all that instead of studying =P&lt;br /&gt;we bought a big packet of M&amp;Ms at the rainbow caravan after we ate one box of cheesesticks from Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packet of m&amp;amp;m. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tore and shared as suggested on the packaging. felt very chocolatey afterwards =P&lt;br /&gt;yulin was bored and use m&amp;m to make into different words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/jandy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thsi words are actually J &amp;amp; Y, meaning jane and yulin =). haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked her to make i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/iloveu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked her to make jane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got bored and drew this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm not zi lian lo. i was reluctantly writing it la. haha. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after slacking at Burger King for many hours, we headed to TM and i shopped using a long time, I'm pretty sure yulin is mad at me (tell me you're not). i bought a pair of earrings for yulin cos she lieks it and i still owe her her b'day present last year. saw Jing Han and Ben Gan (now i know who's Ben Gan) at TM freaking lots of times. i think as we both were circling they are also doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;went CS then saw Debra and Audrey. haha. i bet they must be shopping for valentine's day gift for me. =P i was just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;saw Adeline and Eunice and Rachel too.&lt;br /&gt;the usual last minute gift rush. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a super nice present (okay not very nice la). you better be grateful. =)&lt;br /&gt;then went NTUC and bought cheapo goodies for v day present for people. bought the new issue of Cleo too. haha. Fiona Xie is on cover! i like her =).&lt;br /&gt;thanks yulin for your company so much today, i'm super grateful. loves ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just soem random pictures...&lt;br /&gt;these are pictures of the Simpang trip that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/milodino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/prata.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/finish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the boys of 2j =):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your most lovely and beloved,&lt;br /&gt;jane&lt;br /&gt;p.s. tomorrow is going to be such a good day.=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117138223388207916?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117138223388207916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117138223388207916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117138223388207916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117138223388207916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/tomorrow-is-gonna-be-so-good.html' title='Tomorrow is gonna be so good...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117094061800496692</id><published>2007-02-08T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T05:16:58.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so looking forward...</title><content type='html'>to tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;updates more tomorrow =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117094061800496692?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117094061800496692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117094061800496692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117094061800496692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117094061800496692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-so-looking-forward.html' title='i&apos;m so looking forward...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117084817424511923</id><published>2007-02-07T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T03:36:14.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One test down, 100 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 more to go...</title><content type='html'>Finally, my physics test is over. Even though everything was in a rush, but I'm still hoping that I pass my test (which means you've blewed me lotsa kisses) =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kind of stress because there's a literature test tomorrow on (of all things, why?) poem! great, just my FAVOURITE subject. Poems are an alien language to me. They may be all deep and profound. Poem is a language by itself, many people say. Is it that difficult to make yourself understand in just English or Chinese? I'm sorry, I'm not an appreciator of whatever chim chim arts, so poems are just not my cup of coffee. The only poems are like are those with tunes, a.k.a. music. =) Hey since I'm on the topic of music, my as well do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Music- My World&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To me, music is not what I feed on. I would not die without it. I would still be able to sleep, eat and live without music. I am kind of puzzled, what is it about music that makes people love it to bits? if you care, enlighten me. If you don't, I don't care either. Anyway, people different have different views and opinions, so don't kill me now if you're one of those who treat music as their oxygen of life.&lt;br /&gt;i shall just talk about music being my "world" on a superficial level. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i like Chinese pop. (mr Tan, I know you're hating this)&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I like it so much also. I don't look at the lyrics, though I wouldn't listen to a song if it's lyrcis are just bad. I find that chinese pop, the tune and everything just makes me like it so much. But i have to state, I don't like every pop singer/band. for e.g. Fahrenheit can't sing for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;Some singers I like...&lt;br /&gt;Luo Zhi Xiang: his music is not that great either but the tunes are great! makes me feel like dancing when I hear it. and he's such an eye candy for me. Actually saying the truth, his vocals are kind of not bad, but it's always drown by the background music.  I like his new album better than his previous one. it's such an improvement. loves. =)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cao Ge: his songs are very soothing, and his vocals are very strong. woots! i like him because of one show I saw him on and he's those uber romantic kind of guys that makes you go "awww!" when you go out on a date with him. he will do many many romantic stuff that makes me go weak in the knees =P&lt;br /&gt;Tank: can't comment much on his vocals, but i love his songs. especially Zhuan Shu Tian Shi. a very sweet song. if my lover sings that to me, I'd marry him man. (as i've said, this is just a very superficial description, so what I say is much much more exxagerated. )&lt;br /&gt;Rainie Yang: she's a cutie pie (just like me. =)) her songs are those kawaii-ne kind that brings you back to the sweetness of childhood while you listen to it. i like her because well, i just find her cute. cute in a way that she does not make me cringe or have goosebumps, but comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou: ok, I don't really like him. But i have to admit most of his songs are nice. The tunes are just what i can listen to over and over again without getting bored. guess that's his talent, in composing music. the lyrics are also very meaningful as many people have said. i've tried reading it before and it's kind of like chim-ology to me.&lt;br /&gt;another genre of music i like is english R&amp;amp;B pop. ok, i like pop music so what? can't say much about this, because i don't really to it much too. mostly chinese pop. whoever said chinese is not cool? i love chinese pop songs, i like speaking in chinese but i hate writing chinese and stupid cheena accents.&lt;br /&gt;valentine's is coming in like a week's time. i'm looking forward to it =))).&lt;br /&gt;10 feb is mj's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;12 feb is jenna lim ying's b'day, which is the same as my another love felicia lin's b'day.&lt;br /&gt;coming up is also CNY. red packets and goodies time. i can't wait. why can't their b'day come after CNY? then i can have more time to splurge on their gifts. well then, it just leaves more money from my red packets to splurge on myself =) a girl's gotta love herself y'know?&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for ferrero rocher now. but after the joke my dearest yulin told me. i'm disgusted and grossed out already.&lt;br /&gt;craving for katong laksa now.&lt;br /&gt;craving for potato chips now.&lt;br /&gt;craving for curry veg now.&lt;br /&gt;craving for KFC!!! watch out you, i'm gonna make you broke =P don't miss me tomorrow when i'm not there! =P&lt;br /&gt;i'm being a very lazy girl now (as i've always been). i just wanna give up on my e lit. test tomorrow because now i realize i totally hate e lit because of poems. mockingbird, fly back soon. and i just realized that my lit sucks too. should have taken history. kind of regret now. but i'll see it through. i'll try and score for my SS, then maybe my elective wouldn't suffer so much. yes i shall do that, i know i can do that, because i'm a smart-ass in a smart ass school.&lt;br /&gt;got 17/20 for my SS test, not with my own ability but with the help of many. thank you dears.&lt;br /&gt;got 16/18 for my e maths test. thank you jane, for being such a smart-ass this time round.&lt;br /&gt;geog and a maths test are just around the next corner, coming up on friday. but i'm looking forward to friday, that's when i'm gonna get a new hair cut and go shopping! life is just so wonderful if you minus the tests, exams and stress.&lt;br /&gt;look on the bright side everyone. everyday is a brand new and great day. =)&lt;br /&gt;your ever lovely and beloved,&lt;br /&gt;jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117084817424511923?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117084817424511923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117084817424511923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117084817424511923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117084817424511923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-test-down-100-000-000-000-000-000.html' title='One test down, 100 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 000 more to go...'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117075600878335048</id><published>2007-02-06T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:00:09.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Note: read at your own confusing risk.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I've not done my My Music- My World entry. But I'm not in the mood to do it now, so I shall just update on my life. Note: today is the 6th, 8 more days to Valentine's Day! My KFC treat! You know who you are =P&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amelia today for the Simpang treat. Today after school I went with Yulin, Kerensa and Amelia to Simpang to savoru some roti prata and feast our eyes on moobs. So today is one of our official See-the-moobs day. While searching for the right roti prata stall, saw Yicheng, Liangkai, Jasper, Ben and the otehr sports class guys at Simpang too. We ate at different roti prata stalls. The one the four of us ate at was the one with the moobs guy! Seriously as Justina said, it's like an F-cup or what. he seriously should get a bra. No pictures of moobs but pictures of our food =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our milo dinosaurs, one of the best I've drank before. the powder was actually much more than this but by the time i had suggested a photo, it was already devoured more than just a few sips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our food finally came after a long wait. the moobies guy served us. it was a good thing one of his cups din touch our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/ckhjane/-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha, these are our empty plates, feeling hungry already? i ate two plates of curry with my two pieces of roti prata. the thing is the roti prata is like so normal, but the curry and milo dinosaur makes us wanna go back for more =)))&lt;br /&gt;It was very fun, then after the meal (which is kindly sponsored by Amelia), we all were very bloated. It's like every second we're talking and saying how we feel very bloated and we feel like vomitting 'cos too full already. We walked all the way to Tanah Merah MRT under the scorching hot sun, but I think that aids with digestion. From there, I walked another distance home while Kerensa went home with Amelia and Yulin went to buy something. When I reached home, I talked to Julie on the phone till just now when her phone's battery was dead. I'm going to study physics later. Tomorrow got physics test and Ong Eng Kiat only told us yesterday, but not as bad as 3c which only knew today, HAHAHA. My physics is really very lousy. i have no idea why I chose physics in the first place. maybe because of Lee Jie Han and maybe because I know I 100% fail bio already, might as well choose something which I have confidence in passing rather than something which I have confidence in failing. But physics is not all that bad if you can understand it, which i can't la, so it's still very bad to me. please wish me lotsa love so I can pass my physics tomorrow, so if i don't pass, it's gotta be that you're not generous enough with your love. So start kissing me now =P&lt;br /&gt;I'm really very stressed nowadays. I think it's because of work and study. Many people still ask me why I work. Hey, I love work so too bad, I want to work. Is that so hard to understand? At least I'm enjoying it, not like how I dread school every single day. So let me work ok? Study is a different matter. I'm forcing myself to study, so i can score well, so I can get a better job in future and 'cos I'm in a school where there are so many smart-asses. i can choose whether to work or not, but i can't do so with my studies, so I'm just gonna force myself. hopefully i am able to juggle my school and work, then I'll really be a smart-ass myself =) Work is really quite a dread nowdays though (contradiction, I know, stop being such a smart-ass), because of some people but really thanks for being there, Xue Qi and Jolin, really lotsa fun with you. I know Jolin that you're very very bochup about studies, but hey, just jia you ok? I can tutor you, let the pro do it man. We shall really go Sumo House one day =) Xue Qi, I know it's very stressful for you this year with your work, O'levels and exams. I hope you'll try and do your best in the exams, give your best shot at the big Os and at the same time, to really have fun, because this is the last year at your sec school. I treasure you girls. =) Oh, and shopping with Xue Qi this friday! I really don't know how to plan schedule because I just booked an appointment to cut hair at Toni &amp;amp; Guy Academy and it's Friday 4pm. Hopefully have time to shop. I'm bad at planning my time. So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;3 birthdays coming up soon, it's $$ ka-ching $$ time at the cashiers again and my CNY clothes still have yet to be bought even though I've gone on a few shopping trips =P Hopefully I'll get my money back from my mom soon then it's shopping and treating time again. I only have a couple of hundred to shop with this year, but it's already better than last year. hopefully in time to come, I get a couple of hundred more from my mom during this period. I spend money like water, but that's none of your business. At least i know the pain of earning money, do you? So just shut-up and scram. i'm so sorry i'm in quite a terrible and cranky mood because studying is really such a drag. I have said it before, I'm saying it now, and I'll say it forevermore. Studying sucks and AHS just makes it worst.&lt;br /&gt;tata, with lotsa love, xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I seriously don't know what i was crapping about in this post. I just need to get some of my thoughts out so i can get some new brain cells for studying physics after this.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. looking forward to my KFC treat =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38801941-117075600878335048?l=hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/117075600878335048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38801941&amp;postID=117075600878335048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117075600878335048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38801941/posts/default/117075600878335048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiccups-xoxo.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05253937708425593416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38801941.post-117042652271869447</id><published>2007-02-02T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:28:42.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction post</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've logged into blogger and touched my account. All my previous blogs are deleted, certainly missed them. I'm starting this new blog thanks to Mr Ben Tan , my English teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Initially was quite reluctant to start a blog. I mean, it's such a hassle and all that. Since I like all things pretty, I would definitely require my layout to be nice and pretty like the owner(who is me), those boring templates that blogger provides spells PLAIN with the caps on. Ok, I know plain rhymes with Jane but that does not mean I'm plain. Because everyone's special =) And making layouts or browsing for them are bad for my eyes and totally time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started this blog 'cos I'm sorta like forced to. And the other reason that I didn't wanna use blog and wanted to write on paper is because if I forget to write an entry, I can chiong (rush) during recess and hand in on time. But if it's a blog, can't possibly chiong in time. Admit it. who haven't been lazy? But I'm just about the laziest person I've ever met. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I bet you've heard many stories about teachers being killed by students because they're so heart-attacking to him/her. BUT, Mr Ben Tan is about the first teacher I've met that gives heart-attack to the students instead of vice versa. All his lame jokes are just well... uber lame. Uber is such a nice word isn't it? Nicer than words like super duper or whatever words you can come up with. As I was saying, Ben Tan's joke is uber lame. I remember there was a lesson when he talked about nothing but baBOONs and shit (or feces as he call it). He's the lamest person I've ever met. It has all been fun though, at least it's not like all joke no teach or all teach no joke. It's like a mixture... can write in an equation, something like -&gt; ben tan + teach + uber lame jokes=heart attack for 3d. However, can you see it's kinda redundant? doing the maths, we can simplify the equation to something like ben tan=heart attack for 3d. that looks kinda better. Pardon me, think all of Hamdan's and Mr Poh's math magic is rubbing on me. Not to say I've came down with a fever and my minds not working properly now, that's why all the math talk. It's so unlike me. =_=&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling uber bored now. I don't have CCA today (yipee!), I've been on the net since I've gotten home, my stomach is growling and it isn't until 8pm that dinner is ready. At this point, it's only 5.02pm!!! What to blog about? I've lost touch with blogging. Think think think... ok I know, blog about what has happened today right? I mean that's what everyone does. I shall try. Today's geog lesson is boring as usual. Mdm Sim is funny but geog is such a dry subject. English lesson is full of laming as usual, the letter that Ben Tan gave as example is really funny. Cute. Chinese is the test! I'm so gonna fail it, I've been crapping throughout 'cos didn't study but at least i managed to crap 1 and a half pages =) A Maths is Mr Poh with the sinister smile that looks so forever evil. He and his homework vitamins. Recess was delicious! Venecia helped me buy Meiji Hello Panda in strawberry flavour(yum yum) and Magnolia Grape Milk (sounds weird but so delicious-y, chocolate milk still the best flavour though). Ate those in class (oops), I don't understand why we can't eat in class, not as if we're three year old kids who would splash our food all over the wall and eat till you can see what we've eaten just by looking at our face which is smeared with bits of food. I'm not trying to say we're all grown up now, but hello, we're 14 (or rather 15) and we're responsible teenagers who can eat with their food remaining in the mouth. But anyway, let this lame debate drop, what's the point? Whatever the school say, we have to follow. As i was saying... after recess was English lesson. It's full of laming as usual, the letter that Ben Tan gave as example is really funny. Cute. Ok, then Chemistry Lab and once again I'm super slow in doing all the experiments and lagging behind... thanks Chelsia for cleaning up the apparatus for me, I know I'm really slow, thanks for being such a great lab partner =). After school, I went home which is where I am at now typing this uber long blog entry now that i realize. My dog, Rainy, is sleeping beside me on the floor. She's forever sleeping, as lazy as me. =P&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures of her by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute and smart looking dog right? I've heard someone say this before "dogs and their owners are very alike" i think it's very true =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I've typed a really uber long entry, but I've not gotten on introducing myself. My name is Jane Chia Kiat Hoon. I'm cute, smart and very humble. I was from 1j'o5, 2j'o6 and now I'm in 3d'o7, fortunately I didn't get into 3j'07 with all the nerds and PRC scholars. (wahaha) Am trying to enjoy my "bright" years ahead with AHS, 2 more years to go and I'm out of this school. =))) I don't like studying but I like learning new things (two very similar but different things). I totally don't look forward to P.E. every Wednesday and it's become my official love-hate day. Love the private recess, hate the period before that. I'm seriously not used to blogging yet. I feel like I'm talking to myself... =_= what is the rave about blogging anyway? Ok, I shall end my post here and not bore you with the details of my life now. Why is anyone interested in another life's anyway? Is it that fun to read other people's blog? Who is interested to read what time you shit everyday and what lessons you took? Seriously, is this all blogging is about? I guess it could be much more exciting and interesting minus the details of everyday life which everyone is writing. 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